Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
Her face was very small. He could hold her Chin with one hand and flatten her cheeks.
Her mouth had become a ridiculous duck’s mouth.
Xia Ling could clearly see a gentle smile in Ji Yuan’s eyes.
When the man’s beautiful eyes were smiling, they were like spring flowers blooming. His thin lips curled up like a rippling lake. His smile was raised, clearly reflecting Xia Ling’s appearance.
At that moment, Xia Ling heard her beating heart.
Looking at him, she couldn’t bear to blink.
That drum-like heartbeat in her chest was the sound of her heart beating.
“Your Majesty! ” Xia Ling came back to her senses.
She pushed his hand away and glared at him.
“You are not a child anymore! ”
Ji Yuan: “Yes, I am not a child. I am the True Dragon Son of Heaven of Wangxi. ”
Xia Ling was silent.
She looked at Ji Yuan, wanting to see how he could say such disgusting words so shamelessly.
However, looking at his enlarged handsome face, Ji Yuan didn’t show any signs of embarrassment.
The son of Heaven of the True Dragon… … There was no one else who could call himself that ! !
“What? My beloved concubine doesn’t like me to call myself that? ”
Stepping into the Chunhua Palace, Ji Yuan held Xia Ling in his arms.
He lowered his head and pressed his handsome forehead against Xia Ling’s forehead, breathing in and out.
“Then, Wangxi, how do you want to call me? ” Ji Yuan looked at her with deep eyes and lowered his voice, “Ji Yuan? Husband? Or the child’s father? ”
The child’s father… … How could such words come out of Ji Yuan’s mouth, making people blush and their hearts warm ? ?
Xia Ling: “Your Majesty, do you want to see the imperial physician? ”
Ji Yuan: “You are such a spoilsport. ”
He sighed, hugged her and pressed her into his arms.
His hand pressed on her belly and carefully touched it. This slender waist did not have any undulation. It did not look like she was pregnant.
“I don’t need to see the imperial physician. You are my good medicine, ” he said in a low voice.
At noon, he was a little tired from reading the memorials and went to the side hall to rest.
It was also a dream, but he dreamed of the future.
In the future, he took in many concubines, and his and Ling Wangxi’s first child died in the womb.
Because of the destruction of the Ling High Duke’s Public House, his and Ling Wangxi’s relationship had a rift.
She asked to shave her hair and go to the imperial temple to cultivate and guard the mausoleum.
Their lives were all missed because of misunderstandings.
Until Ji Yuan received the news of Ling Wangxi’s death.
He stood alone on the Tower of the Imperial City, facing the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, surrounded by birds and birds, but he never saw that person again.
*
When he woke up from his dream, Ji Yuan broke out in a cold sweat.
He couldn’t wait to come to the Chunhua Palace.
When he arrived at the Palace Gate, he saw the girl walking in the palace yard from afar. She was wearing a jade-colored palace dress, elegant and beautiful, just like a Chang’e fairy walking in the yard.
The Palace Maid Sang.
The girl looked up at him.
When her eyes met his, her watery eyes were smiling, and her beautiful face had a gentle smile.
This smile was like a gentle breeze, caressing JI yuan’s heart.
His uneasiness and panic disappeared at this moment.
*
Holding the girl in his arms, Ji Yuan let out a long breath.
A dream was a dream after all.
No matter how real the dream was,.
A man could conquer the heavens. After being reborn, his fate was in his own hands.
He could not let things go to that extent with Ling Wangxi… …
He stopped fighting against the Ling Public House. In the future, when his and Ling Wangxi’s child was born, the crown prince would have to rely on the power of the Ling Public House more.
“Wangxi, I am pleased with you. ”
